HARALD FORCES
WAR TENT
The letter arrived in the evening.
He is in his war tent, reading the letters and his face turned worse. He sighed and then he gave the letter to his wife. Quickly Emilia read it.
'This is getting worse' Harald say, pinching his forehead, as headache once again struck his temple.
his forehead creased, as he ponders this crisis that has befallen him and his family.
A crisis that could mark the end of his family.
'What would you do, dear? Would you heed the summon? Or do we march on?' Emilia said, her tone is noticeably full with alarm and nervousness.
Harald remains silent, thinking hard, while rubbing his chin, nervous.
Harald is in an undesirable position.
Failure to heed the summons to Caen would mean that he placed himself unquestionably in the wrong at the bar of élite opinion and would therefore have to undergo the perils of being dubbed rebel and traitor; a title he does not want.